NightShift

December 2006

I dream of life as simple as the clouds traveling through air.

I dream of you flying with me up there.

I dream of a life less complicated than this,

where there’s no form of wealth which breeds death,

that separates one world from the other.

I close my eyes and dream of love which knows no death.

It will stay beautiful with every countenance of its goodness.

I dream of life that is alive.

Yet, sometimes…

I wish of a life of silence.

Where all I can hear is the dancing of leaves when autumn rains.

And the movement of wind which slithers through my face.

I wish that there is no gravity to pull me back to earth,

So I can ascend and dance to the faraway heavens.

I dream I can always be up in the sky when the sun decides to set in.

And calmly lie on the violet and orange mist that surrounds me.

How I wish it will be my hiding place, whenever I need to find my strength again.

Where I can reclaim my sanity and know the reason why I would want to endure breathing.

I see my life living beyond time in paradise.

I see the golden streets and the silver trees.

I see the origin of existence unravel in front of me.

I see my spirit finally fulfilling the dream I had before forever.

I know someday it will begin at the end of it all.